Farmer's Prayer Lyrics - Dave Dudley

Lord put a hand to the handle of my hoe 

Let me make another step help me go another road 

Even though I'm tired I'd break my back for my wife and kids livin' in the shack 

Every morning Lord I I get up and look at the sky 

And I know if I'm gonna work the sun's gotta shine 

I'm gettin' old Lord before my time broke down body and mind 

And some time when I don't see a rain cloud floatin' by Lord I just feel like dyin' 

My pa used to tell me when I was a boy 

He said son them big white fleely clouds ain't nothin' but the cottonfields of the Lord 

So after all these years of plantin' and choppin' and pickin' 

If I do get to the heaven like I've been tryin' and them clouds be what pa said Lord 

I hope your angels know how to use a hoe 

Lord put a hand... 

You rememeber the time when the wife said you gotta slow down 

I said honey I gotta make it while I can so I worked three days without stoppin' 

For Miss Simons down the road had would need choppin' 

Ame Merlow over east had hay that needed bailin' 

Ol' man Turner he wanted his hopper fixed 

Before spring plantin' down my back Lord 

But I got it all done before the sky turned black now 

Lord I ain't complainin' but sometime when you see me stumble 

Reach down and lift a hand under my cotton sack 

Make my days a little shorter my nights a little longer 

Make a hammer a little lighter and a dollar a little stronger 

If there's anything I can do for you Lord 

Let me know what's to be done Lord by will be done goodnight Lord 

Lord put a hand...